Down The River Lyrics

Paddle hard, the river's wild,

Through the forest, dark and riled.

The current pulls, no turning back,

A peaceful trip turns deadly black.

We came for the thrill, the mountain air,

Four men seeking freedom there.

But the woods have secrets, shadows creep,

Where the land runs deep, and the silence speaks.

The river roars, it tests our will,

A bond of friends, a test to kill.

No map, no guide, just primal fear,

Deliverance is nowhere near.

Feel the rush, hear the cry,

Nature's rage beneath the sky.

Through the rapids, through the dread,

Survival's voice inside my head.

Down the river, no escape,

The wild will bend, but it won't break.

Every stroke, every breath,

Fighting shadows, running from death.

Down the river, hearts beat fast,

Clinging tight, will we outlast?

Through the fear, through the night,

We'll find the strength to win this fight.

A shot in the dark, a scream of pain,

The forest watches, cold and vain.

No law, no mercy, only the strong,

In the wilderness, we don't belong.

Our choices burn, our spirits fray,

The line between man and beast decays.

A haunting tune, a banjo plays,

Mocking dreams of brighter days.

Feel the rush, hear the cry,

Nature's rage beneath the sky.

Through the rapids, through the dread,

Survival's voice inside my head.

Down the river, no escape,

The wild will bend, but it won't break.

Every stroke, every breath,

Fighting shadows, running from death.

Down the river, hearts beat fast,

Clinging tight, will we outlast?

Through the fear, through the night,

We'll find the strength to win this fight.

The forest whispers, the river screams,

Nothing here is as it seems.

Brother turns on brother's trust,

The water's stained with blood and dust.

But I won't give in, I'll hold the line,

Through the chaos, through the grime.

We'll make it out, we'll see the sun,

When the river's rage is finally done.

Down the river, no escape,

The wild will bend, but it won't break.

Every stroke, every breath,

Fighting shadows, running from death.

Down the river, hearts beat fast,

Clinging tight, will we outlast?

Through the fear, through the night,

We'll find the strength to win this fight.

(Soft banjo fades, eerie calm)

The river's gone, but it left its mark,

A haunting tale from the forest dark.

Through the rapids, through the screams,

We'll never forget those deadly streams.